He kept putting off my advances saying it wasn't fair to me. Fair, schmair, I loved him and had the desire!UN-fairly I used the magic words, "I think ...t's unfair to me, not to let me suck your juice from your cock." I knew he couldn't resist. He just dropped his head back and began jerking in earnest.Once I put my mouth over the head, that was all it took to push him over. I really hadn't gotten used to the taste, but more so, I enjoyed giving him that special pleasure. It was the fourth time. She always paid attention to her eye makeup and took her time with it. When she was done her eyes had a shadowy look that would compliment her black mask when she would put it on. She decided to use her bright red lip stick and with that she was ready and after putting her hills on she took one last look at herself in the mirror. Her dress was tight and showed her curves perfectly. She had used her curling iron to give an elegant wavy look to her hair but she was not too sure about how it would. It even had furniture instead of exercise bikes and rowing machines. He said, “Nice.”“You look surprised,” Coach Slaughter said.“I was expecting exercise equipment,” Sean said relaxing a little.Coach Slaughter raised an eyebrow, but said, “So what is this about talking football?”“You need to take Ms. Woodhill as an assistant coach,” Sean said.Coach Slaughter laughed at the suggestion and said, “She knows nothing about the game.”Sean said, “She knows more about it than you.”“How can you possibly. Marina laid down facing my pelvis as I raised her leg, as she feels my breath on her pussy, as she took my cock back into her hot sucking mouth. " Let me suck your pussy, baby. Oh baby, I love the way you taste" I growled as I wrap my hands around her spread open thighs, plunging my tongue into her pussy sucking her sweet creamy folds, as I whisper, " Let me suck your clit," as I licked and sucked her swollen clit. Marina moaning, " Oh god John, lick me. Lick me, John." " Oh baby, I want to.